are the focus of life in the clan mac right now!
Max the MAN is toddling around, lumbering from one toy to the next, arms up for balance, looking quite like the monkey. Mercy, on the other hand, refuses to walk, preferring to speed crawl or use her walker to get to her destination.
I am putting my teaching hat back on and taking the plunge…homeschool clan mac is officially opening up for business in the fall.
AND, our house is plugging along, all gazillion square feet of it. We’re praying all stays on schedule and we are in like by flynn by June 30.
So let me start my little update by simply saying…
1. No, I am not worried about socializing my children b/c they will be homeschooled. I don’t WANT them socialized in our screwed up modern day version of Soddom and Gomorrah, that’s WHY I am homeschooling.
2. No, I do not think that I am better than the wonderful teachers that dedicate their lives to our children. I think our system is broken and they do the absolute best they can. I just want something different for my kids.
3. No, I do not think my kids will be weird. I’m not weird. Charles isn’t weird. And who cares, really, if they are? All kinds of folks make up the world, so what on earth would this world be like without some really cool weird kids to invent all the stuff that makes our lives so convenient? (Pretty sure Bill Gates was a total weirdo geek. Would LOVE to have his brains and money.)
4. Yes, I know I’ll be busy. Pretty sure I am right now, since I have 4 kids that are 7, 3, 15 mos and 15 mos AND I am an incubator again. What’s one more to the chaos? Heck, it can’t get any more crazy. What’s a little breastmilk and some more poopy diapers to add to the fun of our days?
5. And finally, I’m tired of trying to explain dieting, earrings in boys, broken rules, crappy school food options, “no those pants don’t make you look fat,” why they don’t pray before meals and how to fend off mean bus brats.
6. Oh, and one more finally. WE know that we can’t raise our children in a bubble, but we can raise them in our faith, with our values and with the education we wish them to have. And this is how we choose to do it. Not as an indictment of our school systems or any other family’s choices. Each family has to do what it takes to make their unit work. And this choice is ours.
As for my tummy? My little man just keeps getting bigger and bigger! I’m frequently informed that I look like I’ve swallowed a basketball. I’m not sure what they’ll call it in another month… “Oh, aren’t you cute? You’re all baby! It’s just like you swallowed a … (fill in the blank here with a giant round object of your choice.)”
Pray for June 15 closing!!
